Literally. Now, normally, I don't have a particularly sensitive sniffer. Normally, I can buy rotting chicken, drive it home half-an-hour from BJ's, take it out of its packaging and put it into individual freezer baggies, pile it into the freezer and not notice that it's rotting. Normally, very few smells bother me.
But now, everything stinks. The spare bedroom has a chemically smell to it that sets me to retching at just the thought of entering that room. The cinnamon spice candle I love so much has been banished to the candle cupboard. Even my husband, previously offended by my assertion that he smelled bad, understands that my nose is particularly sensitive and stayed downstairs an extra two hours after shaving before coming to bed because he knows the smell of his shaving cream and after shave bothers me.
And it's no wonder he's being so accommodating. I spent four days last week doing nothing but expelling the contents of my stomach. Neither food nor drink nor anything else would stay down, prompting a trip to the emergency room for some rehydration and Zofran pills. The pills are supposed to help with the nausea, and I guess they do, but I'm still throwing up at least once a day. And it's usually a smell that sets me off. This morning, the house -- the whole house -- had a strange musty smell that I can only assume came from the vacuuming Miguel did last night. Needless to say, my first stop was the bathroom.
But, even though life stinks, it's not bad. I'd rather not have this particular reaction, but it can't last forever. And I see my doctor this afternoon, so I'll talk it all through with him/her (it's a co-op of doctors).
6 comments:
I had my worst sickness with Delaney, but I've had it with all the girls. And then of course, there's the "c" word. That meat should be banned during pregnancy, no doubt about it! Hope you feel better soon, and
Happy birthday!
When I was pregnant with Sarah, I just kept reminding myself that, as you said, this part doesn't last forever and . . . There's a really great reward at the end. I love you . . .
Congratulations! Came over from your sister's blog. Praying that you feel better soon!!
Oh, I got woozy just reading your description. BTDT. And you're right, of course, it doesn't last forever and it's certainly worth it. :)
Congratulations! Does Angie know yet?
I had the lovely nausea from every smell with every pregnancy....and I had nausea for the entire pregnancy with all of them. I pray that your morning sickness passes quickly and that you have a healthy new baby. Congratulations.
Christine
P.S. I came over from your sister's blog.
Congratulations! I had lots of nausea with each pregnancy (and I had a lot of pregnancies), but not much actual sickness, thank God. I can sympathize with the sensitive nose, though, My oldest son called it the "pregnancy nose." I could smell a gas leak from a mile away, knew if my husband had had Italian dressing on his salad for lunch, and craved the scent of Pine-sol and freshly tarred road. Weird.
But.... The babies were all worth it!
(and I came via Jennie's blog - what a great sister!)
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